Beng Tie: What does it mean to broaden one's four destinies in one sentence?

He paused, then pointed to the smoke bombs in the distance.

"Not even giving them a chance to take it out, just knocking it away directly, this is truly the first time I've seen this."

Lin Si raised an eyebrow.

"So what? What other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

Sambo spread his hands, revealing a helpless smile.

"I'm out of ideas, I'm out of ideas. You're amazing, you're the one who calls the shots."

He pointed to the things on the ground.

"Take any of this junk if you like it. That cup..."

He hesitated for a moment, then sighed.

"I smuggled that cup from a shady merchant. I was planning to sell it for some money, but since you like it, you can take it with you."

Lin Si did not move.

He just stared at Sambo, the gun still pointed at his head.

Sambo felt uneasy under their gaze.

"Sister, do you have any other instructions? Just say it, and I, Old Sambo, will do whatever I can!"

Lin Si remained silent for a few seconds, then slowly spoke.

"I have a few questions for you."

Sambo nodded quickly: "Go ahead and ask!"

"Where is this?"

Sangbo was taken aback.

"what?"

Lin Si frowned.

"I'm asking you, where is this? What territory is this? How far is it from Belleburg?"

Sambo's expression turned strange.

He looked at the gray-haired girl in front of him, his eyes clearly saying, "Are you kidding me?"

But judging from the other person's serious expression, it didn't seem like they were joking.

"Uh... Sister, are you serious?"

Lin Si pointed the gun forward.

"answer the questions."

Sambo quickly raised his hand.

"Okay, okay! I'll talk, I'll talk!"

He cleared his throat.

"This is the northern outskirts of Beloborg, about... half an hour's walk from the city gate. Just follow that direction,"

He pointed in the direction behind Lin Si.

"Keep walking, and you'll see the city wall."

Lin Si fell silent.

He turned his head and looked in the direction he had just walked.

That's the opposite direction.

In other words, he had been walking for half a day, heading away from the city.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Sambo expressionlessly.

Sambo was startled by the stare.

"Sister, please don't look at me like that, I'm scared..."

Lin Si took a deep breath.

Oh well, getting lost is fine. At least I ran into an NPC, so it's not a complete loss.

He then asked, "You just said your name is Sambo?"

"Yes, yes, Sambo, Sambo Koski, you can just call me Old Sambo."

Lin Si narrowed her eyes.

What do you do?

Sambo chuckled.

"Me? I run a small business, travel around, and earn a little money through hard work."

"What kind of business?"

"Uh... I do a little bit of everything. Buying and selling things, running errands for people, and occasionally..."

He lowered his voice.

"Do some archaeological work..."

Lin Si understood instantly.

Unscrupulous merchants, smugglers, and intelligence brokers.

These kinds of people are often the most useful NPCs in games.

He knows a lot, has connections, and can get things that ordinary people can't.

Lin Si's lips curled up slightly.

"Old Sambo, right?"

Sambo nodded: "Yes, yes, yes."

"Want to make a deal?"

Sambo's eyes lit up.

"What deal?"

Lin Si put the gun back and slung it over his shoulder.

"Take me back to Belloberg and tell me about the situation here."

He paused.

In exchange, let's pretend this never happened.

Sambo paused for a moment, then a big smile spread across his face.

"make a deal!"

He strode over, wanting to get closer to Lin Si, but Lin Si raised her gun again, and Sambo's legs froze.

"Sister, I just wanted to show some friendliness..."

Lin Si remained expressionless.

"lead the way."

Sambo awkwardly withdrew his hand and turned to walk in the right direction.

"Alright, alright, lead the way, follow me."

At this moment, Bronya was no longer able to say anything.

And now she has realized that Sangbo is indeed not simple in every way.

She was just worried about her reputation and felt guilty for that "poor citizen".

And the result? These are poor citizens?

Poor citizens carry around a gold cup that can be passed down as a family heirloom?

Are poor citizens carrying tear gas canisters in their pockets?

How can a poor city dweller wander around in the wilderness alone?

She was fooled! She was fooled by that smooth-talking blue-haired guy!

Bronya's facial expressions have lost control for who knows how many times today.

But at the same time, a complex emotion welled up in her heart.

That guy called Demon King, he saw through everything just now?

Did he know from the beginning that there was something wrong with Sambo?

So the robbery was a ruse, and the real purpose was to test them?

How did he do that?

They have the same eyes and the same level of observation, so why couldn't she see anything, but he could see through it at a glance?